01 October 2008 @ 04:11 pm
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[Juni is sitting cross legged and scowling, a glass of wine is by her hand and spread all around her are documents that all look fairly old… The parchment is covered in some very ancient looking script and Juni is often looking at all of them and making puzzled sounds] How he ever thought I could translate these…

[She takes a sip of the wine] I wasn’t that good at languages… Especially not this language.

If it even is a language and not some form of ancient doodling.
 
 
Current Mood: confused
 
 
01 October 2008 @ 07:14 pm
 
[look, it's the Brig! and he has with him a desk and a computer. ...one that he hasn't somehow broken through not knowing what he's doing - Donna has been giving him lessons, after all. from all appearances, he's generally just fiddling with the internet: wikipedia and searching things on google specifically

the Plane totally gives him the time to do this, so he's taking a brief moment to use it to his advantage]
 
 
01 October 2008 @ 11:01 pm
[Squalo stumbles onto the Plane and turns around abruptly, apparently in the middle of speaking to someone]

- said I wasn't interested!

[He raises an eyebrow at the fact that the person he was speaking to isn't there, and that he's also not in the strange shop he had stomped into to get Lussuria out of his hair.] The hell... you better not be messing with me again you greedy brat! [He swipes his sword-arm downward in frustration]

VOIII! GET OUT HERE AND SHOW YOURSELF! I'LL CUT OFF YOUR OVERSIZED HEAD!
 
 
01 October 2008 @ 11:20 pm
[Isaac appears in a pose that would suggest he just opened a door. He freezes, a distinct feeling of wrongness flooding his instincts. He looks left, then right, then up and down, a look of curiosity on his face.]

Well, it's not in here...

[He pauses, as though expecting a response. When he receives none, he turns, trying to look back outside and seems clearly distressed that it isn't there anymore.] Garet? Ivan?

[Still no response. Panic flashes briefly across his face, and he slowly reaches up, wrapping a hand around the hilt of his sword. He takes another step in, ready to spring, his face set in a grim line, not at all indicative of the show of emotions earlier. Still, his eyes wander about, trying to take in everything at once.]

This...looks like the Elemental star room...Wise One? Did you do this?
 
 
01 October 2008 @ 11:28 pm
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[Ryuutaros sits with his knees pulled up against his chest, essentially curled into a Ryuutaball. He is underneath a playground slide, with his back leaning against the ladder portion, and he looks uncharacteristically miserable.]




(experiment start!)